A Good Paparazzi

"You know your father hates the dinner party, Jean." Said Jean's mother, Mrs. Victoria. 

Mrs. Victoria appeared in the living room with Renata Swan, Jean's fiancée. Renata approached Jean and was about to kiss him on the forehead, but Jean pulled away.

"Later, Renata," Jean said. He then left the living room and walked to his room.

Renata looked disappointed because Jean treated her rudely.

In his room, Jean locked the door. He changed his suit into his sleeping clothes. 

Then, he heard someone knocking on his door.

"I want to talk to you, boy." Jean's father said from behind the door.

Jean opened the door for his father. He let his father in.

"Close the door."

As he closed the door, Jean said:

"What is wrong, Father? It seems important you talk to me at this late hour." 

"I know you went to that lewd dinner party again. You know I told you not to go, right?"

"I am 32 years old. You don’t have a right to control my life anymore. I can do whatever I like."

"This is not about your life, boy. It is about our family's reputation. How can a man with a fiancée like you spend money on prostitutes there? What if Miss Renata's family finds out you went to that lewd dinner? Keep your dick in your pants, boy. Or I will cut your dick into pieces."

Jean was angry at his father's words. The 190 cm tall man stood right in front of his father, making his father have to look up.

"Even that bitch Renata cheated on me on our engagement day. Why wasn't she denounced? Her betrayal still hurts me. I do not want to marry her father. I hate her to death. You talk about how I spend money on prostitutes and bring shame to our family. However, why didn't you ever talk about Renata humiliating me on that fucking engagement day?"

"No matter how much you hate her, you will still marry her."

"I would rather die than marry her."

"Really? Then whom do you want to marry? That prostitute you meet at the dinner?”

“She is not a prostitute.”

“Oh, so you defend her? You say you fall in love with her earlier. Do you want to marry her? Do you choose a prostitute over a billionaire's daughter? Listen carefully, boy. I will get rid of her once I know her identity. I will take violent action if I have to. I will not let your prostitute ruin our family's reputation. I will kill her, I promise."

The conversation ended badly. Jean went to bed with resentment still burning in his heart.

**

Flashback:

Jean and Renata got engaged two months ago. They have known each other for several years. But Jean and Renata's families set them up just a few months ago. Moreover, Jean initially liked and accepted his match with Renata.

After their engagement ceremony, Jean caught Renata having an affair with another man.

As he passed, he heard a strange sound coming from the women's restroom. It was an erotic sigh. 

"Damn it. Who the hell would make love in a women's restroom? That is just ridiculous."

Then, Jean was shocked when he heard that voice sounded like Renata, his soon-to-be wife.

"Ah, it feels so good. But Jean's rod is much bigger, you know. Haha," the woman in the restroom said.

"This voice... Renata's voice? No way." Jean said.

Then, he peeked through the keyhole. He saw Renata having sex with another man. It looks like Renata really enjoyed the intercourse.

"Ungrateful little bitch." Said him.

He then broke the bathroom door so hard that it shattered. Renata and his man were shocked. Hearing the noise, people started to come to the restroom, including Gilbert, Jean's father and mother, and Renata's family. Moreover, they looked shocked to see Renata and the man fully naked.

With anger burning in his soul, Jean beat the man. People tried to intervene. Jean Punch his face several times.

"Let me kill him," Jean said. The man was already battered. His face was badly bruised. Some people gave Renata a towel to cover her naked body.

"Jean, calm down. If he dies, then you will be in trouble too." Gilbert's words make Jean try to control himself.

Jean took a deep breath and hebsuddenly smiled ironically.

"Mom? Look at the future daughter-in-law you are so proud of. She had sex with another man on this engagement day," he said calmly.

Renata's father suddenly slapped his daughter.

"You are a shameless child. A jinx. How could you do this on your engagement day? You have embarrassed us all, Renata. Where are your minds, your pride?" 

Renata cried loudly.

"Forgive me, father."

Jean approached Renata, and he then smiled like a psychopath.

"You are murdering our future, Renata. I will never forgive you. I wouldn't touch you even if you were the only woman left in this world."

Jean, accompanied by his brother, left the restroom, but a few steps away, he turned his head back and looked at everyone.

"The wedding is canceled. Please convey my apologies to the guests. Ah, and please return that Renata girl to the brothel."

However, the Gardier and Swan families were tied up in company business, forcing Jean to forget about Renata's affair. And ask him to marry Renata.

"Why don't you get that bitch Renata married to Gilbert instead? Why me?"

Jean knew that his brother Gilbert was mentally unstable, but It didn’t mean he couldn’t get married. And Gilbert was older than Jean, so Gilbert actually should marry first.

"The Swan family does not want to marry off their daughter to my eldest son, who needs a psychiatrist to live a normal life. Besides, your brother would also strongly object. He is obsessed with his imaginary girl."

That is right, Gilbert had an imaginary girl he loved to death. He always called her "My angel."

"Even if I were to marry her, I would not love her forever."

Furthermore, that is how Jean hated Renata, who ironically is his fiancée. 

End of the flashback.

*

While Jean was frustrated by his father's words, Gilbert had not slept. He was busy fantasizing about his dream girl, his "angel."

He lay on his bed looking at the pictures of her that he had secretly taken. He had even posed as a policeman to spy on her.

"I turned out to be a pretty good paparazzi. These pictures are nice, my angel, but they do not do justice to your perfect beauty."

Gilbert daydreamed about the girl, her beauty, and her body, and he was plunged into an explosion of lust. He was like a male dog in mating season.

He began to moan her name:

"Alexa Larossa. I wish you were here. So, I don’t need your picture to ‘release’ my lust, darling. And I am looking forward to marrying you, my angel."